Suffer On Command

Count up your mistakes Off to a better place Nothing left to disguise Blame it all on me Drown me in sympathy We can’t be right all the time I have something to confess I’m an empty fortress Hear me cry and watch me bleed Leave me in the back seat Stole my mind away Lost my protegé We’re a collection of scars Landed with the thieves Left without anything Honk if you like caviar I know something you don’t know We’ve got nowhere else to go Hear me cry and watch me bleed Leave me in the back seat Suffer on command (You’re) working on your tan Whatever it takes to get off The drinks here are too weak I’m still at my peak I’d quit but I’m still on the clock The only thing that ruins me Is a little bit of everything Hear me cry and watch me bleed Leave me in the back seat What I’m trying to say is I just wanted to stay put But acting on what I wanted Was just harder than it looked There’s no room to roam When you are windowless Just jitters and a straight jacket And another Sunday dress And you know, it’s not that I’m addicted I’m just a really big fan And it gets tough to keep on going I’m sure it doesn’t seem like it But I’m doing what I can Hallelujah, I’m a heathen We shout amen to that My sermon for my madame Is her belly getting fat Keep your heartache constant Show them you’re alive Show me how you lost it Teach me how to drive I can see you know your way around Other people’s lives